What's Me Without You? ** ON HOLD**

Not Good! Not Good!!

Movie night ended up not happening. Britt had something come up, and I think Mak just fell asleep.

BLEEP!!! BLEEP!!! BLEEP!!!

My incredibly annoying alarm goes off at six!

I slam my hand down on it and roll over.

What am I doing?! I'm going to the Res today!! I think to myself before literally almost jumping out of bed and toward my closet.

It looks like it'll be a bit chilly today, so I pick a pair of dark wash skinny jeans, a plain white fitted shirt, a sweatshirt that Jake gave me prior to shutting me out, and my tan Uggs.

I take a quick shower, blow dry my hair and straighten my now kinky hair. My hair is stick straight, but it gets a little frizzy when I get out of the shower. I put on mascara, brown eyeliner, and baby pink lipgloss.

I get dressed, grab my phone and head downstairs.

I don't hear anyone else in the house. So either Dad and Bella are still sleeping or they're gone. Oh well!

I quickly eat a bowl of cereal and wash the dishes from last night. I look at my wrist, only to see no hair ties. What?! I grab a few from my vanity and put them on my wrist. Hey! You never know when you might need them! And I'll most likely be playing football later.

I grab my keys and head out to my car.

I see Britt sitting on her front porch watching her four year old brother Andy (Andrew) play with his toys in the grass.

"Stuck babysitting again?" I ask her.

"Yup! Mom and David are at work and Kian is MIA!" she says.

"He's probably just at Jenn's," I reply as I unlock the car.

"Probably, but where are you going in such a rush? It's like 7:30!" she says.

"The Res," I reply.

"Quil again?!" she asks.

"Yup! And I haven't seen his mom for three months! I miss her!" I say.

"Well then! Have fun!" She says before taking Andy inside.

"Hey, so you're going to the Res, can I hitch a ride?" I hear Mak ask from the other side of my car.

I laugh and reply, "Sure, get in!"

We laugh and listen to music for the fifteen minute drive out there. I drop her off at Seth's house, knowing that's probably why she wanted to come, and head toward Quil's.

I knock on the door, and about five minutes later, Ms,. Ateara answers the door.

"Oh Alex! How I've missed you!" she says before giving me a warm motherly hug.

"I've missed you too!" I say, "I really should come out more often!"

"You should, Quil should be in his room," she says as she let's me in.

"Thanks," I say before walking up the stairs and into the last room on the left. I open the door to see Quill still sleeping. Perfect!

I got back down stairs and get a bowl of warm water and whipped cream.

My plan works as planned! He had an "accident" and I smacked him with whipped cream. He woke right up.

I laugh and take off running outside. He catches up to me easily and wraps his arms around my waist from behind and picks me up. I laugh extremely hard.

I look up from the ground only to see a very pissed looking Jacob Black. We make eye contact for a few seconds before I look away and I can feel myself blush.

Alexandria! You did not just blush because of Jacob freaking Black?! God!!! What is happening to me?!

Quil sets me down and I look back to Jake only to see him walk away. That hurt. He didn't even make the effort to say even one word! But it hurt worse than that. It was like my heart was being ripped out, only to follow him, but be smashed in the dirt.

Why am I feeling this way?!

"Hey, Quil. I think I'm gunna go see Jake for a bit," I say.

"Okay. I'll be here. Getting this whipped cream out of my hair!" he says before heading inside.

Jake's figure is getting further and further away. I break into a small sprint catching up fairly easy and finding him in his garage.

"Jake. Can we talk?" I ask from behind him as he fixes the Rabbit.

"Why would I want to talk to you?" he grumbles.

"You don't have to want to. I just want to know," I start, "What happened? To us. Our friendship. Is it because if Sam's little group of gay storm troopers? Huh?" He stops in his tracks.

He slumps his shoulders and half whispers, "I wish I could tell you."

"But you can! What happened to us telling each other everything?!" I raise my voice.

He takes a deep breath, turns around and says, "Look, as much as I want to tell you, I can't."

"You can tell me Jacob! I want to know what happened to you!!" I yell at him, "Have you not gotten my messages every day for the last three months?! I used to and still tell you everything! You used to, and you still can. Just give it a chance!"

"Don't you see?! The reason I've been avoiding you is so that you wouldn't get hurt!" he raises his voice as he throws the wrench he was holding.

"I already have been hurt Jacob! And don't think for a second that I haven't!" I yell, "I just want to know what's going on!"

"I. Can't. Tell. You," he says in a deep grunting voice as he walks over to his bike. He is trembling extremely bad.

"Why not?" I ask softly, "Give me one good reason."

"I just can't," he grunts.

"Not good enough!" I say.

"I don't want to hurt you," he says a bit softer.

"Still not good enough," I repeat, "Don't you see Jake? You already have! And don't think for a second that you haven't! Look, just tell me and I'll be out of your life forever. Okay? And it will be your fault!"

"Don't you get it?! I can't tell you!" he booms, "What part if it don't you understand?"

"I understand perfectly fine! I just don't get why!" I yell.

He steps forward and grabs my arms and growls, "I can't tell you. Not yet."

"Yes you can!" I say pushing him off.

"I said! Not yet," he says, "The only reason you want me to tell you is because your an attention seeking bitch!"

I look at him in astonishment, "I can't believe you just said that."

"I-I'm sorry," he stutters.

"No! If that's what you think of me, then I'll leave you alone! I'll stop trying to fix our friendship because this crosses the line Jacob!" I scream at him before taking off toward Quil's.

When I get there, I jump straight into my car and drive home with tears streaming down my face.